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danicarosaline · 4 years

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I didn’t mean it pt.2

𝙹𝙹 𝙼𝚊𝚢𝚋𝚊𝚗𝚔 𝚡 𝚛𝚎𝚊𝚍𝚎𝚛

A/N: I apologise for taking so long with making a part two of this!! I’ve just been busy with family, TAFE and stuff but here it is!! I hope you like🥺💛(also not edited👁👄👁)

Words: 1812

Warnings: few F words, fluff!!

Part 1

tags: @tremendoussaladtyrant

You awoke from the deep sleep, rubbing your tired eyes with the insides of your palms and sat up from the couch where you were only supposed to take a short nap. Your eyes wander around the dimly lit room for a minute, then finally landing to the digital clock hanging above your long flat Tv screen, anticipating that you slept for way longer than planned. 7:30 PM, it had read. You have slept for five hours.

The longest sleep you have gotten for the past three days after that argument with your boyfriend at the chateau, though you don’t even know if he considered you as his girlfriend anymore after what you said.You haven’t gotten a single decent amount of sleep since then but it’s not like you deserved to sleep like an angel anyway.

“Oh my fucking god you are so hard to love!!”

Your chest clenches at hearing your own words again, replaying like some old broken record player in your mind. Over and over, until you can’t take it anymore and finally burst out into a sob while your body shakes violently. You have called JJ numerous times and have been sent to voicemail every time, texted him too but to no avail. Obviously.

You have visited the chateau a few times hoping that he’ll be there but John B said he hasn’t seen JJ either, which makes no sense at all because you swore those two were attached to the hip and JJ was barely at his own home.

You have caught the brunet’s little quick side glances when you asked him of your boyfriend's whereabouts, almost like he knew exactly where the blond was but he just doesn’t want to tell you. You gave up at that point and just stayed to calling and texting.

Wiping your tears with your sweater sleeve, you pick up your phone that managed to fall onto the floor and subconsciously hope that it wasn’t cracked. Not like you couldn’t afford to fix it even if it was. You prissy kook.

2 unseen messages from Pope and John B and 3 missed calls from Kie,you sigh. You’ve been distant with the gang although not purposely you still felt bad for giving them the cold shoulder. Only replying to Kie’s messages here and there. Too embarrassed to text the boys back.

Your thumb hovers above JJ’s contact number, only inches away from pressing that little blue call button but you quickly toss your phone to the side before you do so. There is no chance he will answer you.

You get up from the comfortable couch, bare feet thudding against the cold floor tiles that send chills down your spine, making you shiver slightly as you make your way towards the room to freshen up. To say that you have been a complete and utter mess was an understatement.

From head to toe, you clearly looked like you haven’t been sleeping well and it would have been embarrassing if your younger siblings knew of your state but they have been away on some trip, along with your parents, not that you didn’t mind the space.

Why didn’t you tag along? Oh it’s because you wanted to somewhat fix your relationship with your hot-headed, punch first-talk later, idiotic of a boyfriend but that didn’t go well as planned now did it? Your parents knew of your relationship with the pogue king, also of his reputation but they have come to love JJ anyways. Welcoming him with open arms. Thus, understanding why you wanted to be left behind.

After doing your skincare routine and brushing your teeth, you tread to your closet and change into a pair of sweatpants and a different sweater that all belonged to non-other than JJ and your chest clenched tightly again.

You bring up the sweater to your nose and take a whiff of the sweater, breathing in his scent brings tears to well up in your eyes but you blink them away before they could fall.

A long sigh leaves your lips as it quivers and you bite down on your bottom lip to stop it. Closing the closet door gently, you eye your bedroom floor and search for those white socks you know that’s always left lying around everywhere but before you can grab a new clean pair instead, you hear two faint knocks against the window closest to where you stood, now frozen in the spot.

You abruptly turn your head towards it and quickly tear the curtains wide open. Eyes widening as they land upon your boyfriend’s figure. You unlock the window and push it open, careful enough to not have JJ accidentally slip and fall to his death.

He easily climbs in, having to sneak in through this window many times before. The same dirty boots leaving specks of dirt on your clean floor.

You take a step back and watch the way his chest heaves as if he ran all the way here, he turns his back to you and closes the window, locking it and then turning back to meet your eyes.

You bite your bottom lip as he swallows the lump in his throat, both having planned to go and see each other but now that you are here, face to face, you're both left speechless.

Even with the heavy bags under your eyes and the unkempt mop you called your hair he still found you absolutely stunning and with you thinking the same for him.

“Y/n-“

“JJ-“

You both go to speak at the same time, you chuckle quietly at the first interaction you’ve had with the blond in days. His lips tug upwards into a small smile, heart beating rapidly in his ears and his chest.

“You shouldn’t be the one to come to me J, it should have been me..” you whisper sadly as your tears burst forth like water from a dam, spilling down your pretty face. Feeling the muscles of your chin tremble like a small child. Eyes fluttering shut.

Both his hands reach up to wipe away the tears when his body shifts closer to yours, you flinch at the sudden contact and close proximity. “No JJ! You shouldn’t be here!” petite hands wrapped tightly around the black hoodie he wore as his own naturally fall on your waist.

“Y/n please-“

“NO JJ! You shouldn’t fucking be here!” You repeat a bit louder this time but that only makes JJ wrap an arm around your shoulders and pull you in closer, gently rubbing your arm. Despite the heaviness in your stomach, it fluttered at the feeling of your body pressed against his.

You sunk into the warmth of his side, breathing in his scent like you did with the sweater but this right here, is the real thing. You almost couldn’t believe that he’s here.

His touch made the room warmer somehow but his presence always gave you warmth no matter the circumstance, it was one of your favourite things about JJ. “It’s not fair on you to be here right now..” you say.

“I missed you and it doesn’t matter-“

“Don’t you dare say it doesn’t matter JJ because what I said was messed up and you shouldn’t have been the one to come here, it should have been me running to wherever you are, begging for forgiveness so why the hell are you here J?!” He can’t help but let out a chuckle at your little rant and that angers you.

You push on his chest and stare up at him with your brows furrowed, mouth forming in a small frown. Is he insane? Why are you the only one who seems to be hurt at what you’ve done?

All the idiot can do is stare at you lovingly with a grin on his perfect face and a gleam in those baby blue eyes. A sight you have missed dearly. You are left baffled at the softness on his face and the tight grip he had managed to sneak on your waist without your knowledge.

“What is so funny JJ?” You asked, annoyance lacing your tone but all the blond does is laugh again because he finds your angry face adorable. You turn to walk away but his grip is strong, keeping you in place.

“You’re so cute” he replies just as he delicately places his forehead against yours, bringing up a hand to stroke your tear stained cheek. “JJ..” He places a finger on your lips, silencing you.

“We were both in the wrong..” he begins.

“Yes you’ve hurt me by what you said but I also hurt you by what I said.. I’m sorry I called you a prissy kook and accused you of cheating on me with Rafe. It was fucking stupid and I know you would never do that”

JJ presses the tip of his nose against yours in an ekismo kiss, making your heart melt.

“I’m sorry baby..”

“It’s okay angel, I love you okay? Forever and always remember?” His chapped lips brushed yours innocently. He whispers your name slowly, prolonging each later as if to savour them and you smile, heart fluttering at his voice until he finally kissed you and it felt like time had stopped. It was slow and soft, comforting in ways that words would never be.

His hand rested below your ear, his thumb caressing your flushed cheek as your breaths mingled. You ran delicate fingers down his spine, pulling him closer until there was no space left between you and you could feel the beating of his heart against your chest.

The moonlight was a diffuse ocean above them, lessening the inky blackness of the dimly lit room as the two lovers shared a long passionate kiss. Embracing each other close as if the other would suddenly drift away.

All the heartache and worry she had felt seemed to disappear the longer JJ’s lips were on hers like a magnet. The girl pulled away to catch her breath, only for his lips to attach themselves back onto hers hungrily, the both drowning in passion and desire.

‘Meeting you was a fate, being your friend; a choice. And falling in love, was bound to happen.

You are the one who paints my world.

You are the one who keeps me shielded, defends me from the brutality. You are the one I will die a thousand times for.’

“You know my parents aren’t home right?” You murmur in his ear alluringly, you hear him growl and you both tumble on the soft bed, his eyes searching yours as he carefully lays on top of you.

“So I didn’t have to climb all the way up to your window?”

“No”

“Are you kidding me I almost died on my way up here” He mutters to himself under his breath, making you burst out in laughter.

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